Mu Qingqing is his bottom line, his father and mother know better than anyone else!

"Quan Zichen, let me tell you, not only will I not sign, but I will also let people pull you down from the position of president!" Quan Fuyi's attitude was extremely resolute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Okay, I'll wait. Quan Zichen's tone was indifferent.

"Ahem, cough ......" Quan Fuyi coughed incessantly, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

His sharp and deep eyes looked at Quan Zichen without any concession.

He has been in the business field for decades, how could he be afraid of Quan Zichen.?

"Ah Rong, from today onwards, the matter between me and your son, you don't have to c-hand again!"

Quan Fuyi was also angry, and he said to Zhang Rong in a cold voice.

"I can't take care of the affairs between you men!" Zhang Rong's heart fluctuated.

She never imagined that her son and husband would get into such a fight. Quan Zichen's appearance today can be described as unexpected, which made her unexpected.

"Yes, from today onwards, you don't have to come to the villa again!" Quan Zichen glanced at Zhang Rong.

There was a stalemate between Quan Fuyi and Quan Zichen for a long time, and Quan Zichen was unwilling to continue to stalemate with him like this.

He has said everything, since Quan Fuyi is insincere, then don't blame him.

Quan Zichen took a step and walked downstairs indifferently.

Several servants were still standing downstairs in fear, and when they saw Quan Zichen coming, they all lowered their heads together, not daring to look at him.

Quan Zichen made a phone call to Du Wen as he walked out.

"Let people seal the summer resort on the shore of Splendid Lake. ”

"Mr. Quan, that's Boss Mu's industry. ”

"Difficult?"

"No, no. ”

Du Wen was smart and immediately understood.

Quan Zichen has a good relationship with Mu Yun, and he will definitely not look for Mu Yun's stubble, the only explanation is that Quan Dong lives in the villa......

I'm afraid that there is a rift between this father and son.

Quan Zichen hung up the phone and walked through the villa to the garage.

Long after he left, Quan Fuyi was still trembling with anger. It took a long time for him to calm down a little.

As soon as it calmed down, he took his mobile phone and called the old subordinates of the group.

"Lao Yu, bring me the group's latest account sheet tomorrow. ”

"Dong Quan, I'm not at the headquarters anymore. ”

"What?"

"This ...... The last time I checked my bill, I accidentally miscalculated an account and was ...... Mr. Quan has been downgraded to a branch in City A. ”

Quan Fuyi suddenly lost his breath and almost threw his phone out!

"Lao Zhao, has the group signed any big projects recently?"

"Director Quan, I have been leaving my job for several months. ”

"What?"

"I'm old, it's time to retire, and I happen to be in poor health, so I made a resignation report to Mr. Quan in advance. ”

"Aren't you well?"

There was no speech on the other end of the phone, and Quan Fuyi suddenly understood!

Sure enough, during the period when he was not in the group, Quan Zichen changed all the top management of the group.

Now, is there still someone in the group who has the right to Fu Yi? Even if there is, I'm afraid they are all towards Quan Zichen!

After making several calls and getting such a reply, Quan Fuyi really shook his hand and threw the phone to the floor!

With a "bang", the mobile phone screen suddenly shattered.

Zhang Rong sighed: "Xiao Chen has this ability and this courage, and there will be no problem if the group hands it over to him." ”

"Does he still take my father in his eyes?!"

Quan Fuyi remembered Quan Zichen's words just now, and suddenly became angry.

He is his biological father, but in his heart, he is not as good as a woman!

"What he did today was a little too much. Zhang Rong said lightly.

Between Quan Zichen and Quan Fuyi, she has always been towards Quan Zichen, but today, she also feels that Quan Zichen is too much.

While they were talking, a servant suddenly ran up in a panic.

"Sir, madam, no, the way out of the villa was suddenly blocked. ”

Quan Fuyi's face changed in an instant, he patted his wheelchair and shouted a few times: "Rebel, this rebel!"

Zhang Rong stepped forward: "So fast?"

"We don't know, we can't get out. ”

"Let's go down and take a look, and report back if there's a situation. Zhang Rong said.

"Yes, ma'am. ”

The maid went downstairs in a panic again, Zhang Rong looked helpless, it seems that Quan Zichen was really angry this time, and even his father dared to put him under house arrest.

Quan Zichen drove all the way from the villa in the summer resort to the Quan family.

He was not in a very good mood, his heart was like a stone pressed against him, and his whole face was covered with Y clouds, like the sky before a storm in June.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, his side face cold and cold.

The sun had set, and only some residual heat was still sprinkled between the heavens and the earth. At the junction of the sky and the ground, there is an orange afterglow that has not yet set.

When the evening breeze blows, the flowers and plants sway.

Right.

Mu Qingqing is learning to cook with Steward Ling in the kitchen, she is not good at craft, but she is a studious person.

After tossing for a long time, she finally tossed a pot of pork rib soup, not to mention how happy she was in her heart.

She also makes her own sour plum juice, and lately, she seems to be particularly fond of eating sour things. Even if it's the lemonade that is very sour on weekdays, she feels that it is just right during this time.

But she knows that Quan Zichen doesn't like to eat sour.

When Quan Zichen went home, Mu Qingqing had already finished all the dishes, and she was bored playing with chopsticks.

At some point, she fell in love with the feeling of being at home, with someone to look forward to every day.

I just don't know if a certain stingy man's vinegar has been in the past, and she hasn't seen him for a day, and she misses him a little.

When night was just falling, Quan Zichen returned.

Mu Qingqing's eyes lit up, but she still coughed lightly, pretended not to care, and lowered her head to pick up the chopsticks.

Quan Zichen walked to her side and brought a gust of wind.

He still had that clean and smelling breath on his body, and Mu Qingqing's long eyelashes moved slightly.

"I came back just in time for dinner. Mu Qingqing said.

"Really, aren't you waiting for me?" Quan Zichen sat down beside her.

"Of course not, waiting for you to do something. Mu Qingqing is duplicitous.

Quan Zichen restrained all his anger, hooked his lips, and put his big hand around her waist.

"Don't move your hands and feet, eat!"

Mu Qingqing handed him a bowl of rice and brought him a pair of chopsticks.

Quan Zichen didn't let go, and stroked her waist with her big hand, this girl has gained some weight recently, and she feels much better.

"Sour plum juice?" Quan Zichen glanced at the cup in front of him.

"I know you don't like to eat sour, so I did it on purpose. Mu Qingqing laughed twice.

Quan Zichen also smiled, although he felt that Mu Qingqing was really underwhelmed.

"You like to eat sour food so much, it seems that you will be very jealous in the future. Quan Zichen said lightly.